Piece 1: 'introduction'
*The next 3 chapters are meant to explain how Zane escaped from Shoreside Asylum.*
*Interview Begin*
"Hello.." Prof. O'Galem told the red haired patient as he walked into the room "Hey there, Doc!" The man chuckled as he sat down in chair across from Prof. O'Galem "My name is Professor Randel O'Galem, whats yours?" Prof. O'Galem asked the man "My name isn't important... So you can just call me, 'Zane'." Zane told Prof. O'Galem "Oh, and why 'Zane'?" Prof. O'Galem asked "Because, like you... I enjoy using 'fake names', the names that you use are fake... right?" Zane leaned forward in his chair "H-how did you-" "HOW did I know that your little secret, Randel?" Zane giggled "I know that you enjoy pulling white collar crimes in your free time... Now where were we?" Zane asked as he leaned back in his chair "Uh... Oh, yes..." Prof.O'Galem wiped the sweat off of his forehead "(How does he know my secret?)" He thought to himself.
"Let's talk about your childhood, Zane." Prof.O'Galem told Zane "Let's NOT..." Zane lurched over "My childhood... Depresses me, and I know for a fact that talking to YOU, won't make it any better, for you see, I seem to notice that you like taking more notes than necessary when you interview some of the loony's around here, you like stealing their pasts from them, you use their names, money, insurance, you like to take advantage of them, because you know that some of these guys are waAAAay too dumb to realize that your actually using them for their information!"
"Well, then... Let me ask you this." Prof. O'Galem told Zane "What would make you think such a thing?" Zane laughed a bit "Let's just say, you used my cellmate's name to buy a new car... Heh, the check bounced!" Zane explained "And when they sent to check back to HIM, not you.. I seemed to notice that YOUR HANDWRITING WAS ON THE CHECK.." Zane laughed out loud as he fell out of his chair "You see, I've seen your notes AND signature, and your handwriting seemed to resemble the handwriting that I saw on that check an awful lot, that and my cellmate doesn't know how to write!" Zane pulled himself up, propped the chair back up and sat down in it "Whats a matter? You look scared.." Zane grinned
*Interview end*
*The next 3 chapters are meant to explain how Zane escaped from Shoreside Asylum.*
*Interview Begin*
"Hello.." Prof. O'Galem told the red haired patient as he walked into the room "Hey there, Doc!" The man chuckled as he sat down in chair across from Prof. O'Galem "My name is Professor Randel O'Galem, whats yours?" Prof. O'Galem asked the man "My name isn't important... So you can just call me, 'Zane'." Zane told Prof. O'Galem "Oh, and why 'Zane'?" Prof. O'Galem asked "Because, like you... I enjoy using 'fake names', the names that you use are fake... right?" Zane leaned forward in his chair "H-how did you-" "HOW did I know that your little secret, Randel?" Zane giggled "I know that you enjoy pulling white collar crimes in your free time... Now where were we?" Zane asked as he leaned back in his chair "Uh... Oh, yes..." Prof.O'Galem wiped the sweat off of his forehead "(How does he know my secret?)" He thought to himself.
"Let's talk about your childhood, Zane." Prof.O'Galem told Zane "Let's NOT..." Zane lurched over "My childhood... Depresses me, and I know for a fact that talking to YOU, won't make it any better, for you see, I seem to notice that you like taking more notes than necessary when you interview some of the loony's around here, you like stealing their pasts from them, you use their names, money, insurance, you like to take advantage of them, because you know that some of these guys are waAAAay too dumb to realize that your actually using them for their information!"
"Well, then... Let me ask you this." Prof. O'Galem told Zane "What would make you think such a thing?" Zane laughed a bit "Let's just say, you used my cellmate's name to buy a new car... Heh, the check bounced!" Zane explained "And when they sent to check back to HIM, not you.. I seemed to notice that YOUR HANDWRITING WAS ON THE CHECK.." Zane laughed out loud as he fell out of his chair "You see, I've seen your notes AND signature, and your handwriting seemed to resemble the handwriting that I saw on that check an awful lot, that and my cellmate doesn't know how to write!" Zane pulled himself up, propped the chair back up and sat down in it "Whats a matter? You look scared.." Zane grinned
*Interview end*